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In the breakfast room she looked as if she had just risen from bed in a black, oversized, fuzzy knitted morning coat of the wrap-around kind – only held together at the waist with a matching belt - and added to that black high-heeled "fuck me" slippers and black fishnet stockings. And a couple of times when she reached for her coffee, her morning coat fell sufficiently open for me to get a glimpse of her naked breast and a brown, jutting nipple. As I studied the pictures of ripe and sexy mature women displaying their wares and having sex with men young enough to be their sons, I must admit that my thoughts frequently returned to the owner of the magazine.
"Good Evening my stud Agent captive." I said into the mic of my little booth. One of my subjects said that hearing it was like having a pair of soaked silken panties wrapped around his dick. "why were you in the compound HQ?" I asked again, this time letting my azure eyes deliberately crawl over him. "What was it you were here to take?" I asked, prancing forward a few steps, black fuck-me pumps causing a massive bounce with each pace. "You sure?" I asked, leaning low and breathing the two words slowly on his dick with a hot sultry cinnamon breath. Who knows how many years of agent training had just crumbled in ten minutes of my face, lips, breath, and JJ cups.
Perhaps due to her mammaries getting plenty of use during her college years, Dina has always had plenty of milk to go around, so in addition to keeping Monnie and Ronnie well-fed, she also helped Mom feed me throughout my infancy and toddlerhood. The fact that she continued to let her own daughters suckle well beyond that age is probably what instilled a certain curiosity within me, and it eventually culminated in me inducing myself to lactate as a sort of experiment during my junior year of high school, and by now, Monnie and Ronnie have come to rely just as much if not more on me for milk than they do on Dina.
It reached the point where I would start unbuttoning or lifting my shirt when the game was clearly drawing to a close, and Heather would turn and come up to me with a flushed face, immediately wrapping her arms around my abdomen and clamping her eager lips onto my nipple. "That is usually how it works, but not this time apparently." I had slight suspicions even as she came up to me from what had probably been a long class session, but when her I-want-milk look fully emerged while she nodded, I took her hand. Meanwhile, Vicky was apparently blessed to have either easy classes or unusually efficient and effortless study skills, because I don't know how else she would've had the time to basically be Melanie's errand girl during those couple of nearly day-long cramming session.
Throughout much of this time, though, Kara and Kumiko were eyeing the pizza box that Fiona was clutching. "How can you two stand this?" Kumiko asked Theresa and Fiona desperately. I sighed as they began sucking, and once they realized that there was indeed a genuine flow of warm milk to be reaped, it turned into a soft moan as they both somewhat opened their mouths against my breasts only to take almost my entire areolae more firmly between their lips. "Long story short," Ginger explained to our awed friends, "some guy at her school refused to believe that it was possible for a woman to lactate without ever having been pregnant.
"I heard that Gerig was going to wife her," said Isla, soaking in the tub - her buoyant breasts floating atop the bubbles. "Are you hungry dear?" she said, looking over her shoulder as she leaned into the fridge, Jelena could see her large brown belly peeking between her legs. He pushed Jelena's belly up and out of the way and rubbed his cock on the lips of her pussy like the first time they had fucked, and then plunged in. Sani brought two babies over, Jelena held them to her breasts, and they latched instantly. "Our baby girls were taken away immediately without us having a chance to milk, I guess Gerig wanted you to have a few minutes with them.
Then, turning to her Amazonian sister: "Wow, Katey your place is quite big, much bigger than Joey's, a girl can really stretch in here." And she did, using the opportunity to stretch her wonderful body, Megan stood upon her toes and stretched her arms all the way up. "But then I'd have to be really careful not to stomp my little Joey." I swallowed hard remembering the dream I'd just had in which a 10 and-a-half-foot tall Megan raped me and crushed my body like a grape in a moment of passion. I am completely loosing my mind over you!" And her vagina simply swallowed my erection, Megan landing massively in my lap, one arm crushing me against her body.
I smiled at Wendy's sigh of satisfaction as she instantly settled into a voraciously efficient suckling rhythm, and I idly checked my own e-mail as I continued to contentedly breastfeed her, moaning softly as she drew out a steady flow of sweet nutrition. About an hour before we were scheduled to land, I was so engrossed in a movie that I didn't notice Wendy leaning over and pulling my shirt up again until she eagerly enclosed the supple peak of the nearest breast between her lips and sucked really insistently on the nipple. I smiled at her amusedly while she instantly began sucking on the nipple and gnawing firmly on the areola, her lips smacking against the bronzed flesh as she pressed out a nearly constant flow of milk with practiced ease.
Just the right size, and look, it even curves just like a guy with a hard-on!" She swayed a little on the way to the couch; they were both quite tipsy from the wine by now. "The next time we go out, you're going to get a big surprise..." She took the banana and held it in her hands between Jamie's legs, curving upward like a stiff erection, just inches from the real hard-on that was hiding in his pants. Jamie's eyes were glued below her waist, as she executed little turning steps in time to her humming, giving him a view from all sides of her sheer black panties, stretched tight across her rear and clinging revealingly to her crotch.
"Breastmilk really is the best kind of late-night snack!" Needless to say, Dani left me with empty breasts and went to bed with a full stomach. "Well, I'm always happy to provide anytime I can!" I let the familiar sensation of closeness wash over me and sighed in contentment as my sister continued feasting on my milk, giving me a warm and fuzzy feeling with every moan or purr that made her satisfaction clear. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes in contentment as Dani continued to suckle with her usual zeal, happy to once again be the source of nourishment for her.
“Your hands feel so good touching them,” Mom cooed moving closer and pressing her breasts more firmly into my hands. “I love having them touched,” she said as her hand pressed lightly against my chest and began moving lower. Before I knew what was happening Mom had my pants open, her hand slipping inside only to find I don’t wear underwear. Mom had seen me looking more and more at her growing chest and finally decided it was time to really explain things. “Now watch closely,” she said taking her right breast between her hands and gently squeezing. Her hand gripping me had pulled my heated erection from my pants and I looked to see her fingers not able to close around my thickness.
After about a month, my bras were starting to feel a bit tighter than usual, which I at first thought was the reason for my breasts also getting tender, until Raquel informed me that soreness was an expected stage of inducing lactation and that it was actually a good sign. Once, I even saw Wendy apparently empty one breast only for Raquel to instantly guide the other one gently into her waiting mouth, which wasted no time in seizing the nipple and resuming its eager suction. Raquel breastfed Dani for about fifteen minutes or so, emitting her usual purrs of pleasure, and by the time the latter's stomach was finally full, both of the former's breasts were empty again.
As he was waving, a leg came out of the train and landed next to him, it wasn't the same size as Megan when she left, but it could only be her, because it was actually bigger. The man turned around facing Megan's hips and started looking up craning his neck all the way back, and all he could see was the bottom of her breasts. "Joeeeeeeyyyyyy......" Megan screamed running towards me, thudding my way with long powerful strides pounding the ground like a pile driver, shaking the entire platform. I've waited so long to have you under my pussy, and I think the moment has come." Megan said taking half a step forward, pressing my face against her crotch.
Claire did not hesitate to take the younger woman in her arms for a warm hug and she ran her hands then down Karen's sides and cupped them below her bottom cheeks as she helped her up onto the commodious bed. Karen daringly ran her finger over Claire's large protruding labia right down through her legs and the hair there to dab at Claire's puckered little anal rosette. Being treated as a younger person appealed to the soft side of the highly assertive Claire, who giggled like a schoolgirl and said, "I will, yes, if you decide to let me, mommy." When Claire finished enjoying her cum, Karen again probed the dark puckered anal opening with her index finger and again felt the imminent need Claire was having to sit on the toilet soon.
I had to bite my lip to keep from giggling or moaning (I couldn't be sure which) as Dani immediately began gorging herself on my milk, soothingly kneading my areola as she sucked hard on it. It's a great way to relieve or delay hunger if you have a particularly busy schedule and you'd rather get your classes over with before you enjoy a solid meal." The curvy Latina let out a satisfied sigh as our mutual friend happily kept suckling, and I actually noticed a stream of milk escape for an instant only to be swiftly swept up by a vigilant tongue.
She wasted no time in settling into an efficient rhythm of sucking on the areola, gnawing softly on the surrounding flesh, and letting plenty of warm milk pool in her mouth before visibly swallowing it with clear satisfaction. In about ten minutes, when I felt the milk quickly running out, I cupped my left breast just as Wendy turned towards it and smoothly thrust it into her mouth before she even had to seek it out. On all three mornings, Wendy's breakfast consisted simply of my breastmilk, and on on no such occasion was she awake for longer than a few minutes before she latched onto one breast or the other and began suckling in a way that made her appetite quite clear.
"Look, after the whole breastfeeding incident, it's no secret anymore that I like you as more than a friend," he said with a nervous smile, "so that makes this a little easier than I ever thought it would be." He swallowed before continuing. I changed back into my usual clothes while helping Ronnie make her final choice, and then we both headed home for the evening with our prom dresses in tow. Since my own relationship with Rick seemed to be blossoming, I couldn't help but feel a bit guilty when Monnie's one-year relationship with her boyfriend Vince ended. In a few minutes, Monnie began second-naturedly nudging at my left breast with her cheek, and that quickly turned into a brushing of her lips against its crest.
For she was thinking just how desperate she was to feel his rock hard cock naked in the palm of her hand as she slowly stroked his shaft up and down, up and down against her her full and sensitive breasts. He wanted to take her home, kiss her passionately in the car until she was breathless, feeling her luscious body against his hands as they trailed over her hips, her waist, her back. He crushes her against him and the kissing continues, her lips, her cheek, her neck, making his way to the breasts that have been distracting him all night, and that he has been wondering about half his life.
He’d straddled her, placing his thighs either side of her head, and dipped his cock inside her mouth as she lay there in mid moan. Maria had pushed her breasts together as his cock rested between them, the warm flesh surrounding him as he’d started to fuck them. Every now and then she had raised her head a little and opened her mouth, pushing her tongue onto his thrusting cock. He repeated what he’d said, a little louder this time, “Can I try some of your milk, honey? “What, you want to try my breast milk?” Maria, a little shocked, asked. Chris whimpered in protest as Maria eased her nipple from his mouth, a little stream of milk sprayed out and he tried to catch it.
He understood some of Gerig's troubles, the man had been trying to have a son for eight years, likewise Adam had been trying to just get his wife pregnant at all - he was starting to suspect that she might be barren. So when Gerig mentioned his kingdom and his club fully stocked with pregnant women, Adam didn't believe him at first. 20 minutes into their flight his flight attendant Anika had come back to his seat and sat lightly on his lap, her pink pleather mini skirt uniform riding up high enough for him to see her dainty white panties. "Of course Mr. Adam," said the driver with a nod. She was an astoundingly beautiful Swede, over 6' tall, with long black hair, and a beautiful face with big blue wide set eyes and soft petals for lips.
Karen kept her body bent enough so her breasts were at just the right height as she cupped and lifted them to my eager and waiting lips. Not only had she shown me her heavy drooping breasts, allowed me to touch and nurse them but now she was locking her lips around my heated turgid organ and letting her lips slide down its length. I was as hard and erect as I was going to get when Karen lifted her hips, found my organ and slid the tip inside her hot wet sex. Karen’s heavy breasts hung down from her chest and swayed as she moved her hips trying to regain my erection into her body.
I'd delight at you playing with it, slapping things with it, feeling its weight and bulk, constantly jerking it to test your technique, fascinated by that delicious moment when the electricity travels from your prostrate and fizzes up through the shaft, both your balls and your eyes seem to disappear back into your body; then there is that agonizing moment as the head of your cock bulges with the pressure of unexploded cum before that sweet release and jettison, like breathing again after being under water for too long. I'd pull back our foreskins, rubbing the purple heads against each other, mixing our pre cum together and feeling that electric surge each time we touched each other just below the crown on the underside – almost painful yet totally addictive, like putting your tongue on a live battery.
I'm going to tease you right up to the edge by running my soft hands, soft mouth, soft breasts all over your hard cock. By now I'll know when you are so close that one more stroke is going to bring you off and this time, right when you get so close, I'm going to pull that rock hard cock into my sopping wet pussy. I'll be a big cummy mess down there and then I'm going to lean back in front of you and let you take a good long look at my messy cum splattered pussy.
As the vibrating pads on her pussy, ass and nipples sped up, rings inflated around the base of her breasts, followed by a second one just above that. Her dumb waiter provided her with a waist cincher corset, gloves, a pair of ballet boots, some elastic, some large bulldog clips, a massive vibrator and several black boxes the size of a pack of playing cards. Her experiences with the fluffing service those days were ever centred around her current restrictions, and involved a lot of self bondage, usually with a toy in her pussy, and a plug up her ass.